Courtney E. TaylorSweet Sadness“Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!” The chintzy metal scraped the tile floor as Danny bounced with enthusiasm. “Cherries!”Jun 21Jun 21
Courtney E. TaylorSo Grateful that You’re MineYour knees are the size of nickels Your chin’s a perfect dime I love your fists and feet and face So grateful that you’re mineOct 22, 2023Oct 22, 2023
Courtney E. TaylorThe ReturnThe very words that could have changed her life, offered an eternity too late.May 26, 20221May 26, 20221
Courtney E. TaylorIf Dreams Could SpeakWould they tell us to share what they reveal in the wee hours? I finally understand. We will never be together…Feb 25, 2022Feb 25, 2022
Courtney E. Taylor2,000 To GoThe hour’s eleven, The minute is forty. Fitbit says two thousand steps are left for me.Jan 15, 2022Jan 15, 2022
Courtney E. TaylorChanukah: A Moment of QuietI don’t specifically recall watching the candles melt during my years in Fargo, but I suspect that is just a lapse in memory, or new…Dec 2, 2021Dec 2, 2021
Courtney E. TaylorDreams of SukkotColors of autumn fill our days Dreams of sukkot fill the nightsSep 25, 2021Sep 25, 2021
